Last weekend I got the opportunity to take my ukulele to new heights. Now, what are you thinking, I haven’t become a ukulele virtuoso overnight, I just took my Fluke to the Alps.
Gorgeous weather, stunning views over the mountains, what more could I ask for? The mountains were a really inspiring place to play my uke and I have sore fingertips from having played so much.
My Fluke at the Mer de Glace (Sea of Ice), Chamonix Mont-Blanc.
Last time I had been to the Mer de Glace, I was about 10 years old and I was therefore really amazed to see how much ice had melted in such a short time, well… relatively short time.
Here is a picture showing the level of the glacier in 1820…
My son took a picture of me playing my Fluke at the Parc de Merlet, a beautiful park where you get to mingle with chamois (alpine goats), ibexes, lamas and other four-legged-mountain animals.
Real fans of Uke Hunt or those with eagle eyes will notice that I am wearing my Uke Hunt T-shirt.
A day wouldn’t be perfect without a language anecdote. I took a picture of a sign in the park that got me thinking about cultural differences.
The French version of the sign reads ‘Restez obligatoirement sur les sentiers‘ which could translate as ‘You MUST stay on the trails’ while the English version is milder with a ‘Please stay on the trails‘.
It doesn’t take much to figure out that the French have a greater tendency to ignore rules if they are not forceful while the English have the reputation of being more disciplined and obedient. I’d rather not think what an Italian translation would have been like.